Changbai Mountain, a bright and bright seat, the size of a man, holds a head in his hand, burning fire. Around them are collapsed mountains, and traces of lava flow are disappearing, but you can still observe the huge sanks and dark burning marks on the ground.

Tongming Seat stood in the center of this ruin, half wearing a robe, bowed slightly, and at first glance, his back looked like an old monk who had entered into meditation.

In the flames, the head was shriveling and cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye, like the originally wet soil being dried by high temperature, and cracks appeared.

"You young people, one is more irritable than the other." His head was talking.

"I'll do what I say." Tongming's seat said in a deep voice. He raised the head in his hand and looked at the will that was about to be completely silent through his blurred facial features.

"I thought you would be much stronger than before when you came to Changbai, but in the end you became weaker, not even as powerful as I was when I first met you, and there was not even a fierce battle I imagined."

"Don't think too much." said the head, "Throughout the barriers of Jiuzhou, it is not a simple thing for me, or it is not a simple thing for any creature. The power is limited after all. I have come here and dispersed again, and then died after dispersing, and the killed part will not return."

The head was silent for a long time, and he kept the last intact under the flames.

The flames scorched in the palm of Tongming's palm became stable, and he was giving the invader who broke into Changbai Mountain.

"You don't even ask me what I'm doing in Changbai Mountain." said the head.

"Will you say it after asking?" Tongmingzha casually threw his head, hooked it up like a ball, and threw it back into his palm. The perspective of Yaolanxing moved and turned dizzy.

"There is nothing to say about this," he smiled.

"I'm here to Changbai to find something. I wonder if there is any clue from the Lord of Changbai?"

Tongming's movement stopped and stared at him.

"Are you stupid in your head being roasted by fire?"

But Zhao Yaolanxing didn't care about Tongming's gaze. He continued: "A thing, a huge bronze pillar, has been here for so long, and the surface of this thing should be full of thick rock foundations solidified by lava."

Tongming's eyes narrowed, Zhao Yaolanxing ignored the rising temperature and continued to add as if nothing had happened: "Speaking of this thing has some cause and effect with me, I used this pillar to nail a real dragon to death. Speaking of which, that dragon is really difficult. If he hadn't violated the taboo, fell into evil, and was killed half of his life by Chun Yang Fuyou, I would have been very difficult to deal with."

"Changbai Chengmian, is it the Tongming throne?" Zhao Yaolanxing said, "Have you seen that thing?"

"The dragon blood stained on it has not flowed dry yet. The solidified lava outside should be the burial dragon soil wrapped in the blood of the real dragon, baby."

"The nine provinces have fallen, the earth has changed, and the ancient mountains have only recovered now. Why do you think the things that were still there?" Tongmingzuo replied coldly.

But who would have thought that the head in his palm smiled.

“It’s in.”

Tongming's palm suddenly exerted force, directly crushing the smiling head!

Instead of crushing the texture of flesh and bones, fine soil is sprinkled from the fingers of Tongming.

He took a deep breath and waved his hand. The divine fire ignited. To be safe, he burned all the soil to clean.

"It's over?" A cold female voice came from the high place.

An Wanxian stepped on the hilt of the sword, and the sword was facing downwards and stood in the air.

With her arrival, the scorching breath on the entire battlefield was cooling rapidly, and even ice crystals fell in the air.

"I thought you would be dangerous to fight that person, but now it seems that I'm over-minded."

"No." Tongming's seat shook his head.

He looked up and his tone was very heavy, "He was not here for me, and even this body was just a test."

"What's the meaning?"

"Do you still remember why you stayed in Changbai Mountain?"

An Wanxian's expression changed for a moment, "The ancient books of the Qinling Mountains record that something is wandering in Changbai Mountain. I must ensure the safety of that thing. It is in Changbai Mountain, so it must always be in Changbai Mountain."

"He knows for the pillar." Tongmingzhao stretched out his hand and measured the flames of divine fire beside him. "Are you sure there is no risk of leaking ancient books in the Qinling Mountains? Only you and your master know about this?"

"The ancestors are all older than us, and maybe this kind of ancient books is left behind." An Wanxian replied.

"Master Zhaoyao Lanxing..." An Wanxian said coldly, "But what's the use of him knowing? Changbai Mountain is so vast that he can't find it, let alone, he can't search for Changbai Mountain without restraint, right?"

Tongming's seat leaned over and gently stroked the earth in front of him.

A long time later, he said, "I have an ominous feeling."

An Wanxian fell down and collected his sword.

Tongming Zu remembered a sentence, a sentence that I said when I was in Taihang Mountain.

"We can't hold on."

"We may not be able to defend it." He stood up and looked at An Wanxian.

"He came in a clever way. The vast sea has swallowed up all the south of Changbai Mountain. Haven't you gone out to sea to freeze countless sea areas? We have almost protected the entire northeast of the Yan Kingdom under the vast sea, and even the snowfields further north. So far, many powerful people have died in the black rainstorm."

"In this case, how much do you think Zhaoyao Lanxing's chances of breaking through Changbai Mountain?"

An Wanxian looked at Tongming's throne and was thinking about the other party's meaning.

"That thing is very important." Tongmingzu looked to the west, "You know where Nanzhu is. I look familiar with Zhao Yaolanxing's sword move when he arrived. His previous body probably died in Tianshan."

"Tianshan? Sure enough, did she find you too?" An Wanxian said, squinting her eyes, Binglan's eyes looked at the top of the mountain behind Tongming, where there was a erratic black figure standing.

"The messenger of the ghost, walking in the underworld."

"Every Chengmian probably met Netherworld. At least now, we need to know what to face and protect. Tianshan is the most vulnerable place, but because Nanzhu has become the safest place. At present, I can't think of any way to defeat Nanzhu in the vast sea. After all, the corpse of the ancestor is just corpses, and even if it descends to Tianshan, it cannot cause a threat."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "But that thing is different, I can't let anyone take it away!"

An Wanxian pondered, "So, Lord Changbai, what do you mean?"

The pale and thin human figure spit out a word: "Lu."

An Wanxian was stunned.

The Holy King of the Hundred Thousand Mountains is almost the farthest distance from Changbai Mountain. Even if the Holy King has the magic method and can come in a relatively short time, he is also a crowned king, and he must protect the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

What does the current situation have to do with me?

So Tongming's seat said two more words: "Call for someone."

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Southwest of India, a place near the sea.

The iron trees turned into sand and gravel, falling one after another, and dust covered the sky.

The black wave roared and flooded the land, and the white corpses roared.

At a very high place, people saw a ray of light splitting the rain curtain. Someone knew what the ray of light represented, so they raised their arms and cheered. The owner of the Pure Land Tree, the golden-winged Roe in the myth!

Golden feathers cover the dust and sand.

But then, people's excited expressions frozen on their faces.

That noble creature is falling.

The golden feathers were scattered with blood. A huge sword was inserted into her body, and the illusory arm above the clouds could be seen holding the sword, nailing her to the sword's edge and smashing it to the earth.

The light shrouded everything, and the violent whistling rolled up the waves of a thousand meters high!

The birds weep and the iron tree collapses.

With people's faith, hope falls into the deep darkness.

"Why?" someone said tremblingly.

They wanted to reach out toward the direction of the fall of the peng bird, but the light enveloped them first, and the extreme heat wave rushed over, which was simply a sickle to harvest life! Countless people were evaporated in the light, and even dust did not fall.

The heavy rain stopped and huge shadows blocked the sky.

It was a huge island, and it could even be said to be a continent! The earth and land were hanging in the air, and half of the statue could rise up on the continent, holding the divine sword in his hand. The man stood calmly on the top of a mountain on the continent, lowering his eyes.

As he moved, the statue of the god at the height also lowered his head and looked at the center where the giant sword fell.

The expression changed slightly.

"What a tenacious vitality." He sighed.

The sea water avoided the place where the Chunyang Sword fell, revealing a huge hole, forming an eye, and the sea water gathered rapidly into the hole, but it could not be filled.

Blood foam floated up, and monsters hidden in the depths of the sea swam over, and they saw the supreme delicacy.

The man didn't take a look again.

He calculated the time in his heart.
Chapter completed!